"How are you getting on, Leonard?" Mr. Jennings asked.
"Pretty well, sir; but the machinery makes my head ache."
"Your uncle tells me that your employment does not agree with you."
"No, sir; I don't think it does."
"He would like to have you in the office with him.
Would you like it, also?"
"Yes, sir," answered Leonard, eagerly.
"Very well. You may report for duty at the office
to-morrow morning. This boy will take your place here."
Leonard eyed Carl curiously, not cordially.
"I hope you'll like it," he said.
"I think I shall."
"You two boys must get acquainted," said Mr. Jennings.
"Leonard, this is Carl Crawford."
"Glad to know you," said Leonard, coldly.
"I don't think I shall like that boy," thought Carl,
as he followed Mr. Jennings to another part of the room.
CHAPTER XVII.
CARL ENTERS THE FACTORY.
When they left the factory Mr. Jennings said, with a smile:
"Now you are one of us, Carl. To-morrow you begin work."
"I am glad of it, sir."
"You don't ask what salary you are to get."
"I am willing to leave that to you."
"Suppose we say two dollars a week and board--
to begin with."
"That is better than I expected. But where
am I to board?"
"At my house, for the present, if that will suit you."
"I shall like it very much, if it won't
inconvenience you."
"Hannah is the one to be inconvenienced,
if anyone. I had a little conversation with
her while you were getting ready for dinner.
She seems to have taken a liking for you,
though she doesn't like boys generally.
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